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Prince Arthur Aethersworn of Tashran was born without magic, an heir in name, a pawn in truth. In a palace gilded with spellcraft and silence, he is raised beneath a crown he can never wear, watched closely by a father who sees failure where others see a son.

When a shadowed figure appears, either tether to madness or thread to something greater, Arthur is offered a choice: stay and rot beneath the weight of tradition, or seek the Dragon’s Eyes, a long-lost power said to bend the world to its bearer’s will.

To take them is treason. To fail is death. But to succeed... Is to take back everything.

As he risks blood, loyalty, and the last pieces of who he once was, Arthur begins to reshape his fate, not just to escape, but to seize the kingdom that cast him aside.

Embark on Arthur's journey, an adventure where casting aside one’s humanity becomes a path, not a barrier to untold power.



Author’s Note:
This is a seinen-style narrative, and nothing in it is soft. Every detail is deliberate. Every moment is built to wound, test, or peel something raw from the characters. Suffering isn’t a theme here, it’s the engine. If you're looking for clean arcs and kind outcomes, this may not be your story. But if you want to see what people become when the world keeps breaking them, read on.

Why I (don't) regret looking for the dragon's eyes

The question formed in the air, bold and immediate, as if it had been waiting behind her lips since the moment she stepped aboard.

It hovered between them, written in large curling black script, the ink almost steaming where it formed. Fedlimid saw the word hang there like a door not yet opened.

He paused. His breath slowed, caught in the hollow between ribs. Reluctance was growing fast in his mind,I but he was curious. Too curious to know more about that part of himself that existed just beneath his skin.

He didn't have time to do anything else.

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